Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1887-06-27
K. LAMITY.
The Scribe Visits the Growing Town
OF Lampssas and is Right Royalty
Entertained While There.
a Peculiar Scent That Grsets tbs TTsy
farer as He Approaches the City.
Elements OF Growth.
LAMPASAS. Ten, June II, 1851.

LAArPAsAs. TEN, June II, 1851.
/ To the Editor of the Gazette
"L-s-m-pa-ss ," warbed the brakeman
and we al alighted. The music began
immediately; "'Ere's yer 'ack,n f'have
c.'sge, sir?" take the 'ous, cap'n, 81 anc
repeat, dc capo, crescendo.
We compromised oy taxing street Cal
( passage to the city. You enter the car
the engineer gives the bell q uervou!
jerk, yell5 'g'iong," at the same time ap
plies black snake whip TO the diminu-
tive specimen OF the Baalam breed tina
plays the role of engine. The mule plant!
/ both feet viciously against the iron dash
board Of the car, takes on his opposition
/ TO the proposed amendment, but the
driver continues to labor, ind off we go
In passing over this beautiful route
many lovely scenes greet the tourists
eye-if be mas 10 cents. 1T not he walks
anu from personal experience the writel
can positively assert that the trip is s
/ fit footed failure under such CirCum-
stances.
As you glide along this riga, singled
route you pass neat and tasty cottages,
but around many OF them silence reigns
supreme, and the legend "tO rent" upon
the doors tells the tale.
AS the town is leared you VIII begin 60
detect peculiar 6dOr peIyading the at
mOsphere, similar 10 ths aromatic scent
| thai floats from j prohibition speaker :
garments after attempting to address a
San Antonio audience. Il grows stronger
and stronger, and after casting nervous
and suspicious glanCes IL the other
passengers, the stranger invariably IL
qures of the driver in q confidential tone
"Whst'S the mattel? Anything dead,
or busted?"
And the driver whispers, "Ies-.he
town." emphasizing his remark with !
vigorous slash at the mule.
IT'S needless 20 state it is the sulphur
water whicn deceives the tourist, and not
the demise Of either town or inhabitants
You first reach and pass the Hanna
sulphur spring. No one blames you for
passing OF, for the Improvements of this
magnificent fountain suggests q modern
enclosure for the purpose CT fatteuing q
bunch Of h0gs-raz2r backs At that.
An aGtediIuyian clepbcard bath %
house adoTns the grounds, whiie sevsCai
neat but modern and dooTless buildings
stand near by, and, like the gates Of the
Celestial City, are "5pen day ard night"
The Wster that flows IL torrents iron
this lovely fountain contains every ingr9-
dent necessary to give health Gnd
strength TO the suffering invalid, bU5 it is
wonder, that on reaching the surface,
the liie-giviDg taid does not sink back
into the bosom Of the friendly earth With
CT ms, % ,N -a1fs
tiOE Of tae OWGGr5 o. his valuable prop
erJy.
This spring is owned 0y wealthy GsI-
weston company. The next point Of IN
teTest reached by the tourist s the
Lampssss Ice Works, branch OF the
Fort Worth works. The Lsmp9sas
business is under the management CT the
genial and Obliging young Fort WOrthite,
Mr.. z. P. Maddox. The factory is run
ming on fall time, but finds il difficult to
supply the enormous demand for ice, as
numerous adjacent towns depend on these
works for their supply. Mr.. Maddox is
running il tor all it is worth, az also the
street railway of which he is manager.
In conversation with him, however, it is
not difficult to fiud out that his heart still
lopgeth for the flesh pots Of "the Hub"
and his soul thirs eth for srtesiGn water
Well, | can't blame him, The company
could not have selected better or more
cOmpetent1and popular man TO represent
their interest in LsmpGsas.
met many of my former friends anu
acquaintance here, Among the number
were Franz Ramsdell, Jim Key, jack
Connack, City Marshal Ed Ea5ten, Joe
StillwelI, Harry McIlhsny, Sheriff N o.
Reynolds, County Judge Van Sparks,
Jack Martin, DE-. c r. King, the cele-
brated "tooacco cure" man; Maj1
Wheadon, the popular proprietor of the
Globe hotel; Henry Hill and many others
whom l have known and respected in
days gone by. After reached Lampasas,
l was invited by Major Wheaton, to a
musical soiree at the Globe hotel. II
there is a man IN Texas who thoroughly
understands the srt Of making his guests
enjoy themselves that man is
Major Wheaton,. Added to this,
the MsjOr is revised edition
CT Ole Bull, and plays "MeXiCau Walt"
and Rochester Schottische," but his
main hold is an Egyptian air entitled
"Secret Love" In this musical gem he
displays the true artist, and at its cOEclu-
sion the audience generally weeps and
refuses to be comforted.
There were present at the party Mrs.
Frank Malone, Mrs. Hubbard, Mrs Cogs-
well, Mrs. J. Grifi1, Mrs. Munger aud
several other handsome ladies whose
namss4IWgr not mention, as my wife takes
kssIfsa piper. Among the gentlemen were
Messrs. n. Z. Rowland, Frank Malone,
Harry McIlhsny, Rev. j. Griffin, Msj0r
Whesdon, Mr.. Munger, Jr., Mr.. Hubbard
and come others, includ ng the writer,
whose names escape my memory.
After urgent solicitations, was per
suaded to render one of the latest songs
of the day. Seating myself modestly but
firmly on the piano stool, placed both
feet on the right-hsnd brake, pulled the
throttle wide open, and began that diff
cult but inspiring solo from the opera Of
| "Wheop 'Em Up, Sarah," eatitled 'Bar-
bara Allen" When the last note of the
thirty-seventh verse fisttened itself
against the ceiling and fell fattering to
the floor, arose from the piano expect
ing an enthusiastic encore, but, alas the
only person in the room was yours,